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(Weiss Schnee wrote all of this, and literally none of it is accurate. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I'm too lazy to change it, though. It's good for a laugh, I guess! I'm just a regular guy, thanks.)

Yo! My name's Kazuya Minegishi. I'm just your average boy... or so I thought! As it turns out, my world has a demon infestation problem, and guess who got roped into taking care of it? That's right. It's your boy.

Don't get me wrong-- I'm no hero. I'd rather be listening to cool music on my MP3 player than summoning demons. But hey, when the fate of the world and my friends is on the line, a guy's gotta do what a guy's gotta do.

Pretty cool, right? I'm so cool. I've since ascended to the throne and become the King of Demons. All the demons in the world now bow to me. I may look like a lanky boy, but I've got so much power and hunger for human souls.

My Future Plans

To rise up the ranks, of course! I currently live in the worst room possible, and it is my goal to take me and my friends to the top.

My Talents

Yo, they call me the King of Rap, the polymath prodigy,
Got skills so diverse, I'm a one-man symphony.
Chess boards tremble at my touch, kings bow to my gambits,
Checkmate in five, your intellect scattered in fragments.
But strategy ain't the only language I speak,
Fifty tongues on lock, conversation unique.
Mandarin to Maori, Farsi to French, I flow,
Every syllable a weapon, watch the knowledge overthrow.

Books devour me whole, knowledge my fuel,
IQ off the charts, Einstein eat your drool.
Philosophy dissected, science on my tongue,
History dances with future, a symphony unsung.
But don't mistake me for a brainiac in a gown,
My skills ain't confined to academia's crown.
Kitchen's my canvas, flames my brush, I paint,
Flavors explode, palates sing, no culinary complaint.
And when the chaos reigns, I'm the hurricane's eye,
Dust bunnies tremble, grime surrenders with a sigh.

This ain't just brag, it's a testament to life,
Each talent a facet, cutting through the strife.
Mind sharp as a rapier, words sharper than knives,
My bite ain't for aggression, it's wisdom that thrives.
So come one, come all, test the multi-faceted skill,
Board games or Babel, I'll conquer with will.
Renaissance Rap ain't a title, it's a soul unbound,
Where knowledge and passion in a masterpiece are found.

Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food

Forget books, music, and food. LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THE BEST MOVIE EVER!!!!!!

Buckle up, because you're about to witness the wildest flight of your life - a honey-soaked, pollen-powered fever dream where bees sue humans for stealing their syrup! Imagine this: a world buzzing with disgruntled pollinators, led by a rogue honeybee with a taste for jazz and a bone to pick with Big Sugar. Picture him, wings slicked back with rebellious swagger, delivering courtroom diatribes against greedy humans harvesting their golden nectar.

Get ready for courtroom antics that would make a hornet laugh, with witness stands overflowing with jittery bumblebees and nervous ants. See bees in disguise infiltrate honey factories, unleashing chaos with pollen bombs and sticky sabotage. Witness epic courtroom showdowns, where the fate of a jar of honey hangs in the balance, and one sassy bee's rap skills hold the key to unlocking freedom for his buzzing brethren. So grab your pollen basket and prepare for a cinematic trip so bonkers, it'll leave you questioning everything you thought you knew about honey... and jazz.

My Ideal Partner

She is the winter's whisper, a breath of cool defiance in a world ablaze. Her beauty is sculpted ice, sharp angles softened by the ghost of a smile. Her eyes, the color of a glacier's heart, hold depths both chilling and captivating, promising untold stories etched in frost.

Her strength isn't the blaring anthem of a warrior, but the quiet hum of resilience, a willow that bends but never breaks. Her mind, a labyrinth of icy intellect, houses a cunning that outmaneuvers the mightiest storms. Yet, beneath the glacial facade lies a hidden well of empathy, a warmth that thaws frozen hearts with the gentle grace of a spring thaw.

She is a paradox, a symphony of contradictions played on the strings of fate. A creature of both elegance and grit, where icy brilliance dances with the raw power of a blizzard. She is the woman who walks through fire, not unscathed, but ever more resplendent for the kiss of the flames.

She is, quite simply, unforgettable. And though the world may try to confine her, to label her as fragile or cold, she will forever be the untamed spirit, the whisper of winter that carves its own path through the storm.

Though, I suppose anyone with similar traits will do. I'm very easy!

Height 6 feet Body Type Sexy and muscular 💪 rawr Smokes Smokes DEMONIC ENERGY Drinks water Drugs Just the ones in the food here Sign demons don't have birthdays Education Smart Occupation The King of Demons Income A lot Children NONE Pets The fifty million demons under my command Hobbies Writing poems, reading books, listening to music, playing video games

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01. WINE OR BEER

Wine. I'm very classy.

.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES

No one would want to choose either of these choices

.03 SHOWER OR BATH

Hot showers with others ;)

.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS

Ninjas

.05 TITS OR ASS

Breasts in my hands and my penis in someone's ass

.06 COFFEE OR TEA

None

.07 SPICY OR SWEET

Spicy

.08 SUMMER OR WINTER

Winter

.09 LEATHER OR LACE

Leather. I'm a very, very bad demon!!!

10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX

The one where there's biting ;)

Personality Type
ESTP-A

ENERGY52%
EXTRAVERTED
MIND66%
OBSERVANT
NATURE61%
THINKING
TACTICS58%
PROSPECTING
IDENTITY68%
ASSERTIVE

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Uh...

[That sure is some dealw with the devil kind of talk right there.]

Just what does that mean?

It means that if you give me a bit of your life force, I'll listen to what you want.

[ It's a deal with a demon, actually! Though maybe they're the same thing. ]

I mean, what does that mean to give my life force? Are ya askin' for a finger or something? Coz I ain't about that life.

[Sorry, he isn't into vore.]

I'd really rather not eat someone's fingers, thanks.

[ cowards, both of them. ]

I'm talking literally about your life. Like your energy. Or I guess your blood would do as well.

[I lied, he is into vore but clearly not Kazuya vore. Don't worry about it.]

So ya want me to be a blood donor for chips? That's a new one.

I thought you'd ask for sex, honestly.

[Since, you know, everyone does at this place.]

Sure, why not?

[Unfortunately he isn't at Kazuya's Rank 5 Social Event (Vore) yet...]

Seriously? Just like that?

Ya ain't gonna drain me dry, right? And I heard it's good for ya. Kinda like a cleansing.

[Which may or may not be true. Who even knows.]

I don't think loosing blood is generally considered a good thing.

[Is this guy insane? Probably!]

But no, I'm not going to drain you dry. That's way too big of a meal for me.

[.... Probably!]

Ya don't look impressed, even though yer the one who's biting me. Are you not serious then, Lucky Boy?

[He looks far too amused at this whole thing.]

Well, I say that, but I ain't exchanging my blood for just a few chips. That don't seem fair to me.

Then what do you think is worth it?

[ Getting chips, he means. Because that's where Kazuya's offer beginsband ends. ]

And no, I'm serious about it. It's either that or your soul wholesale, so I think blood is the more renewable option.

How about yer trade secrets in the casino?

[Is that even worth blood? Probably not, but he's going to try anyway.]

Ya don't lose anythin' from telling me that, right?

Pass. [Easy pass, honestly. Even if he doesn't need it anymore at king rank...]

Even if I told you, it wouldn't do you any good. You're just incapable of it, inherently.

[Which he hopes is enough of a hint that it just has to do with a difference of abilities, and has nothing to do with skills.]

Does it have anything with you needing to eat my soul or something?

[Demons weren't an unfamiliar concept for them, after all. Youkai exist, and so does the concept of purgatory. They also had those kinds of childhood stories to scare them.]

If it ain't somethin' I can do, then there's no reason to hide it. I ain't gonna be able to copy it anyway. Is it a cheat code? Voices in yer ears?

I don't need, or want, your soul. Just your magnetite.

[ Just for clarification!!! A soul is a much bigger and deadlier meal... ]

And if it's something you can't do, then there's no point in me telling you either. For all I know the House is watching and wating for me to let it slip, and I'm not risking it.

Ah, so it ain't me yer worried about. I was wonderin' why you were acting so shifty.

[Rinne can't talk, he's always hiding things from everyone. Still, that makes him push less. He's not that interested in the process, not really, just the evasiveness of it. The journey was more fun than the destination.]

What makes ya think they don't know everything 'bout ya already?

Maybe they do. But I don't need to be giving them any confirmation on what they have is accurate.

[In fact! He would rather not, thank you.]

And it's really not shifty to keep things to yourself.

Kyaha~ I guess not. Makes me wanna know more though, but I guess I'd have a better chance of that if I give ya my blood, huh?

[Or. Something like that. Maybe.]

How does that work anyway? Do you grow fangs and bite me?

I can. It's very vampire cliche.

[And also probably the tastiest way. And less damaging. Being bitten is far less painful than having your life force forcefully ripped from your body, it turns out!]

I wanna see it!

[What happened to exchanging? He actually looks excited to try it, offering his arm to him.]

Ya don't need my neck for it, right? Ya just need some place to draw blood?

[Well!!! If he's not exchanging anything for it, Kazuya has no problem showing him.

Plus he'll get a meal out of it, so who is he to turn down a tasty looking arm. Which he grabs to hold gently, teeth already sharpening into something far more able to tear through flesh.]

No neck needed.

[But he'll use his free hand to pull his lip aside, and yeah. Look! Pearly whit fangs to get the job done.]

You seriously fine with this?

Well, ya don't got rabies, do ya?

[Like, he's probably going to be fine even if he bites him, right? He winks at him at that, his voice lifting in a falsetto as brings his other hand to his own cheek, tilting it to the side as though to emulate shyness.]

Be gentle~ It's my first time.

Not since I last got vaccinated for them.

[He jokes.

And then bites down. Rinne says to be gentle, but the bite he gives is a little harder than strictly necessary, blood welling up in his mouth as the flesh of his arm is pierced. And subsequently consumed at that.

He's not a vampire, technically. He has nothing to really stop any form of pain that comes from actually biting someone, but all roughness really is pushed aside after that initial bite because at the end of the day, he really doesn't want to hurt anyone too badly.]

[That makes him swear loudly in surprise, tensing in his grip, but otherwise not fighting him. He almost does, it seems, judging by the clench of his fists. Still, he lets it happen and forces himself to relax so that it wasn't too hard on Kazuya.]

A little warning next time, Lucky Boy?

[He hums a non-committal noise into the flesh of his arm, sucking and lapping up the blood that pools in his mouth and swallowing. It's definitely enough for a little pick-me-up, and already he's feeling far less cranky and annoyed.

To say nothing of the pleasant taste of it, of course. Something definitely unique to him, and something Kazuya is finding that each person has a pretty unique taste. Or at least, he's found that from the people he's taken a sample of so far in this place.]

[Okay, that kind of tickles. He tries not to fidget in place, because there's not really a lot one can do when they're just offering their arm out like that for blood donation.

Also hmm... That sucking and lapping is doing things to his lower region. He'd blame it on the amount of sex he's had here, most of it involving a lot of licking and sucking, so he looks away to start counting something not arousing in his head.]

How much do ya usually have to drink?

[There's a limit to what one can offer before they get faint, right?]